Oh no, I walk through fluorescents and its so dark
But there's a gold light guiding my eyes as I lay entwined
I breathe and it feels so sinister because
I know I'm not amongst my friends
What is my use, what is my purpose
Oh you're just so deep
Distaste for light, cold in the darkness
Oh aren't you just sweet
Conversion of oxygen into carbon
You're so full of hot gas
Consumption with nothing to offer, did you ever
I walk through through the filth and get caught in cement's nasty maw
This headache's got me feeling sick
I'll tell you a lie
One that's light
One that's raw
What is the use, what is the purpose
Do you really need that answer to know
Tasting the light, slipping into darkness
Lost again I see
Conversion of words into motion
Actions speak louder than words
Consumption of you with nothing to offer
Do you ever have anything to offer
No nothing, nothing at all